Wow been awhile since last post never meant for this to take so long, writers block and a bad idea for a story line twist took to long to fix, plus work and on and on but anyways its here chapter three revamped in its fifth or six incarnation and one I liked, so I hope you do to chapter 4 will be up soon and thanks to all who reviewed this I hope you and everyone about to play catch up enjoys.

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Chapter 3 Dreams

The shuttle craft Galileo streaked into existence, leaping across the universe at speed exceeding that of mere light. The stars streaked past its view port which mechanically darkened itself as it began its assent into the planetary system. Invisible streaks of sub dimensional energy reached out touch anything within in its range sending back intense data to small view screens within the pilot compartment of the craft. Q knew what they would say. He knew more than they could ever say, yet this wasn't for his benefit, the whole charade of images he was seeing was not for his benefit, it was for his passenger.

"Were the hell are we Q!" Thomas Riker demanded, "Were the hell have you taken me." Q brushed Thomas away as he began hovering over him, he was performing maneuvers to bring the ship to entry speed and egress toward his target. Even though the existence they now moved in was false and all that they was only a manifestation of reality, incorrectly falling from warp speed would still have the same effect here as it would anywhere else.

Thomas paced about the cabin arms crossed and temper rising, Q lifted his hand and with out turning motioned him towards him. "What do you see there Riker?" He motioned to the view screens and Thomas took in the read outs.

"Standard late stage system 12 planets, 97 satalites," he paused not believing what he saw, "and a star about to supernova!!!" he began to panic "What the hell is wrong with you we can never........." he was cut off.

"Never mind the sun it's the least of our worries right now. What else do you see."

"Least of out worries! Who the hell do you, wait," Thomas punched a few controls pulling up the ships data base, "It can't be, galaxy class star ship," a few more commands pulling up registry information, "NCC-1701 D it's the enterprise," more readouts appeared and he saw what was more distressing then the supernova "Q its damaged, it will never get out of here under her own power why the hell did you only bring a shuttle craft?" he became hurried his mind racing over scenarios punching at controls what was the condition of her warp core what life raft were aboard and what shuttle craft were ready. "Q over 1000 people serve aboard that ship and there all about to die," "Humans think so 3 dimensionally there's only one person that serves aboard that ship and that's who were here for." Thomas began to argue with him how could only one person serve on here how could only one person matter, "look at the readings out side of this system tell me what you see."

"I don't appreciate playing games Q, you can save all those people and you will do it ...."

Q turned to him finally, no longer at helm of the shuttle and glared, "Now listen here young coporial slug, you will listen and do as I say or so help me I shall send you to all seven layers of eternal damnation," Q composed himself and returned to the seat he had risen from, "And no I can not save all of them I can not even save the one, that is with out your help."

Thomas was awestruck by the display, and finally took readings out side of the system, his first read out proved he was exactly were he was, yet were that Is the next read out could not provide, nor could it provide any information at all on anything beyond the radiation barrier that circled all systems. "Nothing."

"There is much to take in at this moment but I will give it to you in safe increments." He began to explain. "We that is you and I are in inner space Jean Luc Picards inner space, though your tiny brain is unable to process this information on its true scale it has given you its best guess. Picard in his dieing moments is seeing the same thing striving to stay alive fighting not to die." He took his hand through his hair and turned to Thomas, "the sun is is life to you lets say his soul when it goes supernova he dies, I can stop it but long ago I was forced into a promise by him to never interfere with death."

The image of Beverly dieing there in front of him, nothing he could do. It was one of only a few times in his whole life he felt helpless, strangely he thought after that moment all the times in his life he felt that way were around a Picard.

"We have to save Jean Luc before this happens and stall the supernova, because we need him to help us save his son."

"What is wrong with John?" this truly was a lot to take in and Thomas's brain was taking it fragment by fragment choosing to highlight certain spots to help it all make more sense?

"There is something out there something heading this way that his ship was sent to investigate. And when he came in contact with it, I lost contact with him. And im unable to explore this phenomenon myself, whenever I get close to it, it over powers me." Weakness is always hard to admit especially for an omnipresent being.

"If you cant get in what makes you think we can?"

"I can get in, trouble is I don't know if I can get out."

"Why risk yourself for him, I have always heard how selfish and unmoving you are?"

Q sighed he couldn't find the strength to admit to him that Picard once gave all he could, even to the edge of the universe to save his son. Q had a debt of honor to repay, a debt of family. "Because I have to." ************

The shuttle craft came about around the third planet from the temperamental sun. Much to close for anyone's comfort. Though it was never mentioned they both knew if that sun went before they left they would suffer the same fate as the man they were trying to save.

Q had left the pilots seat leaving Thomas to continue on, "We should have a visual in 40 seconds, I still cant get sensors for anything, to much interference from the sun. that and this planetoid seems to be hoarding a collection of stray radiation." As they had approached the special body scans of the surface showed a once strong and prosperous civilization lost at its peak of existence. If they died anytime soon Thomas had thought to himself they would have been burnt if not cooked by the amassing heat.

The burning hulk of the once proud Enterprise lay limp in space, flames erupting from holes in its shell still leaking life giving oxygen. One nacelle had been torn from its joint its remnants floated near the atmosphere of the planet now. Her saucer section had chunks lost leaving holes large enough to fit the shuttle craft through.

They approached the ship matching her spin and axis. "Matching approach vector and coming in to scan for survivors."

Survivor Q corrected him. Thomas was still new to the whole concept of other realities and he was having some problem attuning his thought process to match. His scans were even more bleak than the visage of the enterprise only a small section of the ship still had atmosphere and most of those sections where in the process of bleeding out. "Were going to need EVA suits, there are walking paths but there's no guarantee how long they will be breathable. And don't even bother with asking about transporters were going to have to direct hook up and cut a hole with the emergency hatch."

"Have you found him?" Thomas was still scanning the ship up until now his concern had been there safety, the thought of there mission had almost been lost to him. He scanned the ship and even at this distance he was having trouble.

"Got him hes on the bridge, ...... Shit"

Q jumped to his feet learning the captain was found and rushed to him as he heard his exclamation. "the nearest place we can set down and cut through safely is here," he pointed at a schematic of the ship, "this means were going to have to go through....," a sharp crash echoed through the shuttle they had flown into a debris field with out knowing it several proximity claxons sounded, Thomas took evasive action maneuvering the majority of the larger pieces coming about trying to find his way to the point of entry a final turn and he halted the ship almost knocking himself and Q into the invisible aluminum view port. Floating in front of them was a sight neither would soon forget, they took a forced moment of silence as they stared at a debris field of bodies floating slowly through space.
"The only safe point of entry," he said still in shock," leaves us five decks down and half the saucer length from where he is on the bridge." He began flying the most direct route to the entry point, through the debris. They weathered several dull sickening thuds as each body hit the hull of the ship.

"Q get the EVA suits ready while I prepare the temporary hatchway." Q paused unmoving not sure what to say.

"Did Mr. Omnipresent not think he would be going for a walk anytime soon?"